Thatch sometimes has to make himself clear on his thoughts, “damn it, Austin.” I placed the clipboard on the table and wanted to follow after it with my head. “Listen when I say, there is absolutely nothing I would change about your body, not now, not ever.” Thatch is such a caring man, “poor baby,” Thatch said gently. “You’re the only person I know who would actually punch someone in the face and walk away with more injuries.” I enjoyed this book, I loved Thatch.
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